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I’ve hallowed out my heart,
One million times,
To make room for something new;

Its where my clutter resides,
Building like the plaque of war,

Spreading to my teeth,
So all I speak is defeat,
Spreading to my lungs,
So all I breathe in is toxicity,
Spreading to my feet,
So I walk with heavy shame in me;

Until I gut myself once again,
Vacant of my wars within,
Breathe without the strench of ash,
Walk within my freedom,
Lightly and poetically,

As long as I hold my strength in peace,
And never give into the wars within me,
I can hallow my heart,
One million more times,
And bring new perspective,
To each and every flirting line!

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